Touch lightly Nature’s sweet Guitar
Unless thou know’st the Tune
Or every Bird will point at thee
Because a Bard too soon —
Touch lightly Nature’s sweet Guitar
Unless thou know’st the Tune
Or every Bird will point at thee
Because a Bard too soon —
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I have an impression of this poem that I like, though it may miss the mark of the poet’s intent. I see Nature’s Guitar as its mysteries, it beauty and the awe it inspires in the mind of the poet. If one is not prepared to do just homage to Nature, the birds that are endowed with the true gift of song, will look upon the pretender with scorn(?). The poet wars against declaring oneself a true poet, lest ons becomes a bard too soon—i.e., before he is ready to deem himself a true poet.—just my little thought on the matter.